Camping

After taking out that demonic crocodile, we decided to call it a day and set up a campfire. We covered some distance down the northern shore, but we still have quite a ways to go until we reach the far side of British Columbia. We'll continue on with our travels when we get up tomorrow.

Logbook Entry:

Tara and Genevieve are asleep, and I'm just sitting by the ocean with Tigger and looking up at the stars. I can't help but think about and imagine how awful that tragic night must have been when the stars fell from the sky. So many cities were brought to ruins, and so many people were crushed and burnt to death by the stars that fell from the sky. Most of British Columbia was destroyed, and most of the population was annihilated. The one who was responsible for this calamity, that god who sits on the throne in the cosmos, The Keeper of Time. After he sent down the stars to destroy British Columbia, he populated it with the same horror and nightmares that took my father. He then brought me and Tara into this broken and ruined future British Columbia to watch us slowly suffer until we perish. He did and is doing all of this just for his own amusement...